Schuster walked closer to me and Ao on his slender legs, his golden hair trembling slightly as he walked, cool and uncumbersome, as if his body and mind had been truly free. His hair is soft and shiny, deep yellow in some places, shallow yellow in others, naturally staggered, and under the illumination of the crystal chandelier, it is indescribably bright.

He walked over to the coffee table, stretched out his slender hand, pulled a chair and sat down with us. He waved his hand lightly, and a cup of coffee appeared in front of him.

"The weather was so nice today. The sunlight is off-white. I really like this kind of warm day, no wind or rain, no heat or cold, no impartiality, as if it was specially customized for the body temperature of thousands of living beings. Schust wiped the corners of his mouth with a blue rabbit-printed handkerchief and smiled warmly again.

I don't know if his smile spontaneously spontaneously or if it's a toning for his words. Either way, his smile really stayed in my comfort zone. This kind of laughter is so kind and friendly, there is no ridicule, no insult and ridicule, no limit and exclusion, it is just the smile itself, there is no additional meaning, it is pure that it makes me want to cry. You may be accustomed to living in the unpredictable adult world, and the beauty of simplicity has never been so luxurious.

Scheuster shook it elegantly with the iron stirring rod, and the mellow juice of the coffee fainted the traces of the wind, obviously bound by the cup, but giving people the illusion that they had already flown far, far away.

"It's the kind of weather that's perfect for coffee. Nothing but simply enjoying the coffee. Schust said softly.

Yes, there is no need to think about the embarrassment and embarrassment of the past, and there is no need to worry about the trivial assumptions in the future. Immersed in a cup of strong retro flavor, the lead of the world is gone, and the traces of birds crossing the clouds are already desolate.

"Why should people chase time? Wouldn't it be nice if time could stop?" said O'Or. Its heartbeat moves its furry skin to float faintly, forming a subtle undulating arc in the air, like a work of art.

"yes. Slowly, it's beautiful. Once rushed, there is an inexplicable sense of conflict distortion that upsets the original balance. I chime in. "Why don't human beings quietly enjoy the original soil and shade of nature, just stay for a while, and always make excuses for themselves, so that they are in a fast-paced busy railway track, so that they can never escape? "I accidentally said a lot. I'm always like this, I want to hide my thoughts, but when I get up, I can't help but say too much, and I will regret saying too much, and sometimes I feel empty, and every sentence I said before will be replayed in my head like film, for fear that any sentence will be said inappropriately, or that I will not look good when I speak, anyway, I can't speak at will, and it is difficult to let go of my heart easily.

"I feel the same way. That's a great point. Xiuster responded with a smile, his eyebrows brushing between the soft and soft waxy, making people feel a trace of detachment and disguise. His words made my troubled and irritable heart suddenly become cool and refreshed, which was really amazing. He shifted his body slightly, shifting his sitting position slightly. The warm daylight poured down on his shoulder blades, a psychedelic elegance of eternity.

If the years have been quiet all the time, it is also a kind of presumptuous in a sense. Temperance and stability itself may be a higher level of wildness. If any barriers are broken, freedom ceases to be freedom. Only by restraining oneself and avoiding overindulgence can one truly indulge, as the so-called "do what you want without exceeding the rules".

Scheuster pointed to the quartz clock hanging on the baroque wallpaper wall of the café, as if to say to himself, as if to some uncertain object: "The time of this clock is always a quarter past three." ”

"Haha, you found out. Ao spoke in a slightly wicked and mischievous tone, stretched out his furry paws to support his cheeks, looked at Xiuster and said, "Because I adjusted it to be still." It was still staring at Schuster when it had finished speaking, feeling that it was longing for a surprised reaction from the other party, so that it could explain further, in order to show its whimsy and eloquence.